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ankh2 · 18 days ago

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the smell of dust - chap. 1

it was a hot day today, you'd felt the sun beaming on you through the shades of your saloon doors, letting out a heavy sigh as you continued to serve your anxious customers. it'd been a few months now of this routine, you serving those who sought out solitude in their drinks, and sought comfort in your family bar. ever since your father had passed away though, things seemed to always be changing, today was no different.

you'd heard the rough push of the doors, you moved down the counter to your newest customer. he was rugged, something you'd never seen before, his skin was tan, and his eyes had something dark behind them, almost as if there was a story there that was in a language you hadn't learned yet. he removed his hat, revealing a head of green hair, you blinked a bit in dismay, before clearing your throat and continuing your normal routine,

"what can i-" you were immediately cut off, his hand being raised to your face,

" a cold beer."

you just stared, confused on who exactly this man was, and who he thought he was talking to. you'd faced a decent amount of ruffians and drunkards in your day, and was never one to shy away from confrontation. "we only serve polite customers here sir, and they have to pay first." you stated bluntly, to which he responded by looking off to the side, almost as if he was already so annoyed with you he wanted to talk to someone else. luckily he had caught you during the midday, a slow period for your shop. after he realized this, his eyes settled back to you, a smug eyebrow raise was relayed back to him. he let out a deep sigh, speaking through gritted teeth, "look, i don't want any trouble, just a cold beer and i'll be on my way...please ma'am." this routine annoyed him, but it was a clear delight to you, a small grin gracing your face, you grabbed a glass and poured it for him, sliding it across the bar for him to catch and drink, a routine done a million times before, then you'd return to cleaning drinks, then you'd clean the bar and end another slow and agonizing day.

"another."

you hadn't even had the time to turn around before you heard him place money on the counter, more than you'd ever seen in your life time, let alone in a day. "keep them coming, i've got until nightfall." he responded gruffly, you blinked, what kind of man had this kind of money? it must've not mattered, your body quickly went over and poured him another beer, then another, then another. you'd watched as he drank a total of 5, before he slammed his glass onto the counter, a large grin now on his face, the sweat once on his brow wiped, and his rude demeanor seemingly gone.

"well...you sure know how to brew a beer, i've gotta come here more often" you let out a silent laugh to yourself, "with that kind of money you're welcome here anytime", he let out a laugh at that echoed throughout the now empty bar.

"nah, wouldn't wanna distract the bartender with my rugged looks all the time". you couldnt help but be caught off guard by that, you had quietly watched him enjoy his beers, but didn't expect that he would pick up on it. you rolled your eyes at his small smirk, missing the way he looked you up and down after turning to wash his latest glass. "well, it seems to be nightfall now," you placed it down, turning back to face him, leaning forward on the counter in front of him, resting your chin in your hands, his eyes unwavering, carefully watching yours,

"yeah, maybe now you can finally get back to work," his voice was now low, almost as if he was whispering to you, parting his lips, his eyes moved down, focusing on yours, with zero signs of hesitation. it was excruciatingly tense, you continued to look into his eyes, flickering back and forth between them, trying to decipher what was going on. you felt your ears grow hot.

it wasn't ever a surprise when customers came in and had something to say about your appearance, and as vulgar as they were, they'd never made you feel this way. you had almost begun to feel shy, your heart was pounding in your chest, and you felt like he had been pulling you toward him, it was suffocating, it was-

"so get to it" he spoke with a smile, erasing the air between you two, it going from quiet and warm, to obvious and cold. he leaned back, grabbing his hat and placing it on his head, covering his unique hair. you stood there dumbfounded, and watched as his dust covered boots headed towards the saloon doors, his cloths rugged and rough, and the strain of his arm as he lifted his bag onto his back, he turned his head over his shoulder, that same smirk on his face from before, tipping his hat back over his dark eyes.

"see you 'round, ma'am"

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ankh2 · 22 days ago

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I dont read my own works sorry abt the run on sentences

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ankh2 · 23 days ago

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teach me

you sighed to yourself, your eyes half lidded as you let out a quick yawn, you tried to make as little noise as possible as you made your way down the dark hall. it'd been a few days since you had joined the straw hats passage, acting as a friendly stowaway until you'd eventually leave to go back to your cozy island, but for now, you were enjoying your time with the crew.

right as you got to the kitchen entrance way, you smelled a familiar smoke, the cook of the ship. he was basked in the moonlight, chopping vegetables for what you assumed to be his next delicious meal, careful to avoid the ash from his cigarette spilling onto his prep. you watched the flex of his forearms, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, the careful agility of his hands, the roughness of his fingers, you felt your face began to heat up, and quickly averted your gaze. not wanting to shock him, you cleared your throat ever so slightly, he turned his head slightly, expression softening,

"it's late you know-" he muttered, his voice a bit more gruff, maybe he had been a while since he last spoke, " a pretty woman like you needs her beauty sleep" he smirked slightly, you smiled softly, though he was a flirt, it always seemed to work on you best, "it's not like i haven't been trying...what's got you up tonight?" you mumbled to him, taking a careful seat to where you continue your conversation, facing his back.

"i'm always up at this time, i've got a hungry crew", you offered a quiet hum in response, "anything I can help with? i'm a pretty good chef myself" it was an innocent question followed by a large white lie, but it made his mind race, you'd missed how the cigarette in his mouth faltered ever so slightly, but he quickly gathered himself, putting it out in the nearby sink and washing the ashes down the drain. he turned to face you now, a curly eyebrow raised with a now mischievous smirk, "yea? why don't you come over here and help me finish cutting these potatoes for tomorrow"

you got up, sauntering over with all the confidence in the world, there was nothing difficult about cutting a few vegetables. you grabbed the knife from him carefully, and did your best attempt at a first chop, then your next, then another. it took you a swift minute before you were done, smugly presenting your work.

the small laugh that came from his mouth surprised you, to him it'd looked absolutely terrible, "chef huh?" the pieces were uneven, and if they had been for presentation, they'd be rendered useless. you'd rolled your eyes, "if you're so good, why don't you just teach me then." you quietly raised your voice, still keeping the sleeping crew in mind. he raised his eyebrows, and his expression was that of something you couldn't place, excitement? mischief?

"fine, hand me the knife" you passed it carefully, then watched as he moved behind you putting it back into your hand, then wrapping his around yours. the position you two were in right now was nothing short of intimate. his chest carefully hovered above your back, the buttons of his shirt slightly rubbing against the fabric of your pj's sending a chill down your spine. you'd inhaled the weight of his scent, warmth, mixed with a bit of smoke and herbs from the kitchen, not his usual cologne that he'd probably washed off earlier that night, "you go slowly, like this", he whispered quietly into your ear that made you fight back an intense shudder, his hand gripped yours, could he feel how hot you were right now? how shaky you felt with him behind you?

you carefully chopped the vegetable in front of you, feeling his breath on the back of your ear was something you hadn't even known you wanted to feel, "good, now try to make even slices," you tried to follow his instructions, but it was almost as if he was toying with you on purpose. the only sound now was the chopping of the knife, and the waves outside. you felt his hands leave yours and move up your arms, and you couldn't help but pause when you felt his lips flutter against your ear

"don't let me stop you" he mumbled, planting kisses up and down, moving towards your neck, as his hands moved further up your body. this hadn't been the first time on your voyage something like this has happened with sanji, there'd been looks and subtle touches since your 2nd day aboard. you noticed he'd stay up later, would bring you special snacks, walk behind to be next to you when you'd join the crew on a quick adventure. you let out a quiet sigh as he begin to pull down your shirt, exposing your shoulder as he continued to kiss you. you pressed yourself further back into him, to which he let in a sharp inhale. at this point the food in front of you had been long forgotten, all that was on both your minds was overwhelming lust you couldn't continue to ignore. he moved his hands to your chest, feeling the stiffness that was a mix of cold air and arousal through your shirt, he couldn't help the groan he let out, or the gentle push of himself into you.

you quickly turned around, finally seeing his expression, his face had grown equally, if not more warm than yours, and his eyes were almost pleading for you, neither of you could wait, you quickly wrapped your arms loosely around his neck, and he grabbed your waist, lifting you on the nearby counter, shoving your project to the side. carefully, you moved your hand behind his head, pulling him into your lips, letting out a soft giggle as you felt the tickle of his facial hair. you felt him smirk, then push further into the kiss. you felt him push your legs open, his fingers carefully making their way into you, he was gentle with you, always hesitating and watching you to make sure you were enjoying yourself, always putting his pleasure on the back burner, this time was no exception.

you let out a quiet moan into his mouth as he begin to carefully move, in and out, in and out. you finally moved your head back to watch him, his expression was intense, as he refused to break eye contact with you, "am i making it hard to focus?" he asked, a slight hint of smugness in his tone, you couldn't even be mad, not when he was making you feel so good. he continued to tease you, his other cold, calloused hand making its way underneath your shirt, continuing to tease you, still watching you.

you didn't understand how good you looked in the moonlight to him, your skin shining under the moonlight, your eyes being solely focused on him, it was like you were a visual aphrodisiac, his own pleasure was something far in the back of his mind. he watched you bite your swollen lip, a sign that you were close, he curled his fingers inside you and begun to kiss your neck, careful to not leave any hickeys behind that would tarnish your beautiful skin. you were a woman he'd never seen before, and a part of him deep down, wish you'd stay on this ship, so he could spend all his time loving you, making you smile, making you blush, making you-

you raised your hand to your mouth, trying to hold back one last moan as you finally felt your release, your body twitching and your heart beating as sanji removed his hands from you, not breaking eye contact as he tasted you on his fingers, his eye gleaming with lust. "that's the best thing i've ever tasted", he said, a serious tone that made you super embarrassed, quietly shoving him with a roll of your eyes.

"you are so corny"

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ankh2 · 28 days ago

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i wanna make a chapter fic but i literally dk what about....maybe someone popular like a marvel guy or something more niche like jiraiya...idk!!!!!!!!!!

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ankh2 · 1 month ago

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no characters, just pick a title, they're all ideas from my smut box so i swear they'll be worth you all's while!

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ankh2 · 2 months ago

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˚ˋঌ˖ vampire! rengoku x reader — red, hot desire.

* smut, minor dacryphilia

"may I come in?"

you stared at him in shock, it had been weeks since you'd last seen him, him loudly declaring his dismissal for a serious assignment. he'd looked, different.

normally it was hard to miss his stare, feeling like he was looking in your eyes for an answer, but this time, it felt as if he was looking through you, everything about his demeanor was almost an imitation of his old self.

maybe you were overthinking it..

"of course.." you mumbled, stepping out the doorway, he walked in looking around, picking up pieces of information about your home.

"it feels like a lifetime since i've seen you!" he chuckled, mostly too himself, he turned around, staring at you again "did you miss me?" he calmly smiled. you couldn't help but nervously shuffle in your spot, messing with the cloth of your gown.

"of course i did, i thought you were dead, " you muttered, uncomfortably watching his face fall. "you stopped writing after the first 2 weeks, I thought.." you couldn't help it, the burning feeling from behind your eyes. you didn't think you'd miss him so much. it was never a competition between who was more outspoken about their love for the other, but you'd thought pushing your feelings back wouldn't made the idea of him leaving you, no. dying. so hard to cope with.

he walked closer to you, engulfing you in his arms, his touch wasn't as warm as usual, you'd begun to worry if it was now something foreign to you.

"there's no need to say such things," he pulled back to look at you "i told you, nothing will ever, keep me away from you", you looked up at him, your smile coming back as he kissed away your tears, you couldn't help but feel your face grow hot. you'd almost missed the hungry glint in his eyes as he licked his salty lips. he grabbed your hand, and pulled you to the back of your home, knowing the layout from the many nights he'd been here earlier, but this time was different.

despite his kind and adventurous demeanor, he had always been extremely shy when it came down to your sexual encounters, something that had seem to be thrown completely out the window. within minutes your clothes had been discarded somewhere around the room, the air had grown hot as your lips moved in synch, his tongue exploring all parts of your mouth. his hand gripped the back of your head, and your arms lazily rested around his shoulders. you felt him slowly take over you, pushing you further back until you finally laid on the floor, you looked up at him, finally opening your eyes, his hungry look had grown ravenous, almost like you were something he could actually eat, something he hadn't had in a long time.

"ive waited so long to come back to you," he eyed your body, watching you pant up and down was indescribable to him "and you've been so patient for waiting, what'd i do to deserve that?" you focused in on his eyes as you felt his hand move up your thighs, and in between your legs. you let out a quiet gasp as he kissed down your chest, teasing you, tasting you. you watched as his mouth engulfed your breast, you felt as him subtly rub against your leg, and you enjoyed as he used your body for his own satisfaction. he had rarely been a taker, giving you whatever you'd asked for, so being on that end was a new, but welcomed feeling. you ran your hands through his wild hair, listening to his subtle panting, as you yourself began growing increasingly more focused on him. it was almost as if you were in a dazed trance, every movement his lips made against your body was more exciting than the last, you'd begun to feel incredibly dizzy, you had barely noticed when he'd changed positions with you, now this time having you face him, upright, and sitting in his lap, you threw your head back, a wide lazy grin as your bodies begun to bounce in synchronization. you know it had been a while, but, it had never been this good.

"i can't believe i ever left you" he moaned through gritted teeth, if you had been able to look, you'd finally see his abnormally sharp canines. you could only moan in response "seeing you now, god i've never been so starved" you looked at him, his eyes were closed, and eyebrows knitted, almost as if he was fighting with himself to hold on, you grabbed his face, leaning in and giving him another long kiss, the drool in his mouth overtaking him, as if he had really not eaten for days on end, it overwhelmed you, you leaning back with your still flushed expression, the line of drool connecting you quickly breaking from his increased pace, he moved forward, cooling your back against the coldness of your floor, now towering over you, larger than he had been in positions like this before, pumping into you so aggressively you could swear the walls were shaking.

"im never gonna leave you again, ever." he moaned into you, leaning closer to your ear, "i swear, nothing can pull me away from you." you reached up to him, your nails digging into his back, feeling a large scar, akin to a bite mark, you begin to come to your senses, looking at him as you could feel yourself growing closer and closer to climax.

"what?" you asked, as he continued his rhythm, he smiled at you, showing his large fangs, "we don't ever have to be apart again" he leaned in, giving you little time to react, just as your orgasm came, so did the painful bite, you'd heard a large rip, through your skin, you looked up at him, your vision blurring, he caught your head before it could hit the floor, staring at you so lovingly, you couldn't help but smile at him "don't hate me when you wake up ok? it doesn't hurt long..promise." before you could ask what that meant, your vision turned to black.

⋆｡°✩ can u tell i just watched sinners? lol! ty for voting in my poll! will post another one soon, ur vote matters here!

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ankh2 · 2 months ago

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hello! been a few days since I wrote and wow, ty for all your notes ♡

what would you all like to read next?

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ankh2 · 2 months ago

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⋆｡°·☁︎ sanji vinsmoke - stopping by

you're favorite pirate is finally back in town..

* smut, minor angst

with the day finally over, you begin to pack up your stall, preparing to head home, you'd had a long day, dealing with hagglers and finally turning a profit, you had earned some welcome rest. as you finished up, prepared to close shop and finally leave, the smell of smoke disrupted your normal scent of the salty sea breeze.

"been a while, hasn't it?"

you turned around, exasperated, yet still secretly excited to hear that gruff, yet sultry voice, seeing the tall blond in front of you was almost like something out of your dreams, dreams you've been having since he left you for the first time. in this one, he held a bouquet of water lilies, a flower not common in your region, that you'd asked him to bring you after his last trip. he flashed you a goofy grin.

"now how'd you remember something i said once to you as a joke?" you calmly stated, walking up to him, he could tell it was a cautious approach, almost like you wouldn't believe he was real until you touched him. "must've been important to me." he shrugged, watching as you sniffed the flowers, perking up after seeing a glint in your eye.

"you wanna walk me home?" you smiled at him, he knew what that meant. he had a habit of visiting you, walking you home, and leaving for weeks on end; it was something he resented. you deserved a man who stayed with you, who could stay with you. however, he reluctantly obliged.

"that's why i came"

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your flowers had been carefully placed in a vase and moved out of harm's way. on a different surface than the one you were currently using.

you couldn't help the moan that escaped your swollen lips as he begin to kiss along the trail that was your body, paying special attention to the pulse point on the side of your neck. you'd missed him, and to neither of each others' knowledge, this was something you both had waited weeks for. "i missed you" he sighed into you, causing a twinge of emotion to hit your heart, he paused between every kiss.

"i missed your body.." kiss

"your smell.." kiss

"i don't know how i went so long without you.."

you were overwhelmed on his words alone, but when he shifted you higher onto the counter and kneeled down, you instinctively slipped your hands into his hair.

"really?" you panted quietly "you waited?" you couldn't help the insecurity hidden behind your words, he looked up at you, a wild glint in his eye as he carefully started to remove your panties, you assumed to join the rest of your clothes somewhere within your house "why wouldn't i?" he said, almost offended. this made you blush, like you weren't already completely exposed in front of him, the only thing now covering you was a bra, though you knew that would soon be gone too.

he didn't even give you time to think, immediately diving in, almost as if you were a rare fruit that contained the secret to all his secrets inside of you. your entire body was hot, you covered your mouth to try and maintain some form of composure, but when his rough hands grabbed you, pulling you closer to him, you were caught off guard, letting out a loud gasp.

he looked up at you, cheeks flushed, same wild gaze, and mouth covered in you, mixed with his own drool from salivating. he smiled, he was teasing you. after all this time you waited, he's playing with you. you first pleaded with him, then furrowing your eyebrows in frustration "i didn't tell you to stop..ive waited so long for you, only you sanji.." it was like those words activated something within him. he immediately got back to work, teasing you, touching you, whispering to you, kissing, licking, feeling, it was all too much, so with one last loud moan, you finally came, your grip on his hair growing tighter, as he continued, even after, enjoying the taste and feeling of you on his tongue.

after a few moments, he stood up, giving you a long kiss, mixing yourself with him. your face was still flushed, even more so now that you realized he was only missing his blazer, while you were nearly nude. but he didn't seem to care, carefully gathering your clothes for you, and helping you off the counter.

"i want you to stay" you sighed, knowing it was an unfulfillable wish

"i know" he frowned. it didn't matter what flowers he got you, how much money he had or how many women he avoided. the only thing he could do for you, is stop by.

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ankh2 · 2 months ago

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❟❛❟ kakashi hatake - welcome home it's been days since you've seen each other, and you don't have much time to catch up.. * angst :(

it was the middle of the night when you heard a small rustling somewhere in your house, jolting you awake. you had been spending the past few nights alone, waiting on your husband to return from his week long mission, and you were naturally a bit paranoid, and had been preparing your plan if someone had broken in. with kunai already in hand, you quietly slipped out your bed, grabbing your silk robe to cover yourself, quietly stalking to see where the noise had come from.

as you approached, the noise seemed less threatening, like whoever it was wasn't rummaging through to find your things, it was almost as if they knew where everything was. you peeked around the corner, met with a sight of relief, that spiky grey hair was all the comfort you needed to see that your protector had finally returned home. the tension in your body disappeared as you quietly stalked behind him, wrapping your hands around his waist, it was odd, you felt him relax and lean into your touch, almost as if he was also tense,

"damn, i was trying not to wake you" he sighed, to which you let out a quiet laugh, "it's ok, i was already awake". he turned around to look at you, both of you looked exhausted, but for different reasons "i couldn't sleep well without you anyway" moving your hands to his chest, "looks like it was mutual", you said furrowing your brows.

he sighed, pulling his mask down and giving you a small, but sincere smile, "yea...i didn't think it was so obvious, i forget how nothing gets past you" he laughed breathlessly, expecting you to join along, but you just continued to stare.

"when will you stop doing this to yourself?" you asked. it hurt to seldom see your husband, and when you did he was nearly dead, overworked, and tired. you'd never understand the chosen lives of shinobi, and you wouldn't try to, but a major part of you, deep inside, also didn't know this is what you'd signed up for when you married him. a husband who's never home, who leaves you alone to worry about him, who leaves you alone with your thoughts, who can't seem to stop, you were tired, and so was he, so why won't he just stop.

it almost seemed as if he could read your mind, his eyes bouncing between yours as you quietly tried to analyze him back, he was a known mystery to you, a contradiction with flesh, and after all your years together, he still had secrets, and things you couldn't read.

after a long bout of silence, he sighed, wrapping his arms around you in a tight hug, his way of saying 'i don't know, and i can't tell you when'. so, all you could do was hug back, your eyes burned, your heart was in your stomach, and all you could do was cry.

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